I am the hairball of this establishment

I am the hairball of this establishment
Better yet - the molting cat
Coughing them.
--Curled
In the creases
Leather sofa.

Another just
Just another
--Another
Stone-faced band
Stumbles Awoken
Fresh
Parent’s basement’s through
To the back of my
Hardbean Café.

Dress-code reads
Red
Across their eyes:
Beanies and jeans
--uncompromisingly tight
Mocha-frappe-foaming-something
Just or other
Or other just
--with extra sugar.
“straight up”

Stretch, knead, stalk, weave
Between
The legs of
Chairs
The legs of
Mock-up hipsters, 2010
My presence noticed unknown
Blatant
Obligation to acknowledge
Neglected
Pet me.

I do own this place
-so they forget.

Curled
In the foam of
String-paste
Girl(s)
Drink, she flails her arms
HiCcUp rhythm
Mucus power chords
--retreat

Back
Stuck myself in wrinkles of leather
Like I Said
“I am the hairball of this establishment"